"They've retreated."
Truman, who had been tracking the Dark wizards' movements on the map, suddenly shouted, "I mean those damned Dark wizards have retreated!"
In fact, even without Truman's warning, everyone could see the latest change.
Within their sight, the Dementors that had been prowling nearby, harassing them and causing trouble, suddenly stopped. They all turned toward a certain direction, then surged toward the Gap at the school gate like a receding tide, leaving behind only a group of mindless Inferi, abandoned by the Dark wizards as cannon fodder to delay them.
"Look toward the Forbidden Forest!"
Following the direction the Dementors had turned, Cedric looked up and was astonished to see Green Sparks above the Forbidden Forest. That was undoubtedly why the Dark wizards and Dementors had retreated.
"The person who fired those Green Sparks and ordered the Dark wizards to retreat was clearly one of the Death Eaters," George said, watching the green sparks in the sky with a slight frown. "How did they know the assassination had failed?"
After Professor McGonagall and the others arrived as reinforcements, everyone had learned that the Death Eaters had gone to such lengths to murder Dumbledore. But Albert had foreseen the entire plan, and it had just failed completely. More than a dozen Death Eaters who had infiltrated the school had all been subdued.
"Where do you think Albert went? I thought he'd gone to deal with the stragglers." Fred turned to Shanna, but she shook her head to show that she did not know.
"You did well."
Professor McGonagall looked approvingly at the Weasley Twins and the group around them. If they had not arrived in time, even they would have found it difficult to deal with those troublesome Dementors.
Even among the school's professors, not everyone could conjure a